Prompt 2 – Wanderlust

Am I really lost
If I mean to be?

Fulfilled across
Green, Green Grass
But never satisfied
Never done –

From a need to see
White, Tan Sand
Between these toes
In these hands –

Marveling at
Red, Red Pillars
Stoic, yet passionate
Timeless and ancient
Speaking of a love
That the Heavens cannot

Is it home?

Am I lost
If I mean to be?

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